dawn hunts places
she hunt them for bringing
new day
connecting
us to the older version
that at night
we discarded:
by our beds but not
around us
the chains lay
and dawn's light
got them back again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Poem has a nice rhythm to it. Dawn, also, brings light and hope, connecting us to a new self.